Xu Wuzhou dragged his heavy body back to the field step by step.

At this time, he was bleeding in his mouth, his chest was bloody, and his breath was so disordered that everyone could perceive it. Everyone could see that Xu Wuzhou suffered unimaginable damage.

It's normal to stand still and let people fight three punches. It's unexpected to be able to stand.

Xu Wuzhou stood back and looked at Yun Qianchong and said, "let go! Come again!"

As soon as his words fell, there was an uproar all around.

"Taoist Lord! You are seriously injured and can't answer again!"

"Taoist Lord! OK! You did your best!"

"Yes! Taoist Lord, don't be brave!"

"Lord, he just wants to kill you. We have recognized his face."

"The gentleman doesn't save you! Taoist Lord!"

“……”

There was a lot of noise around, and the martial artists jumped out one by one to dissuade Xu Wuzhou.

Xu Wuzhou waved his hand and pressed down the people's show off without explaining. He just looked at Yun Qianzhong and said, "go on!"

Yunqianzhong was really afraid that Xu Wuzhou would stop at this point. He was afraid of having a long dream at night and waved to let people go. At the same time, he blew his fourth punch again.

This punch is no stronger than the third punch, because he had done his best before. This time, he still didn't forget to burn blood essence.

The momentum is like the fist of a mountain. The space is distorted again, and the oppression rumbles. The next moment, it falls directly on Xu Wuzhou.

"Click!"

They heard the sound of bone fracture. At the same time, they saw the original bloody chest. At this moment, they clearly saw the white bone. He flew out and left a piece of blood splashing in the void.

Yun Qianchong's eyes are fierce. How can Xu Wuzhou, who is seriously injured, resist this punch.

The other fighters were silent and looked into the distance. That was the direction in which Xu Wuzhou fell.

Chen Jinghong stood there, holding the sword in his hand, looking at the scarlet blood beads in the void.

Lin Yunwei clenched her fist tightly, her lips turned white, looked at Yun Qianzhong and others, and then turned to Xu Wuzhou.

The warriors had already flown to the place where Xu Wuzhou fell, but before they arrived, they saw a young man with blood all over him coming out slowly. Although his speed was not fast, he was very firm step by step, as before, and came to the position where he had just stood.

In fact, his feet are shaking and unstable, but he still tries to make his steps look steady.

Seeing this scene, people felt a feeling brewing in their hearts and felt uncomfortable and depressed.

Yun Qianzhong never thought that Xu Wuzhou could stand up when his fourth fist came out. But he also felt that Xu Wuzhou's breath had faded and accelerated from time to time.

"Let go! Come again!"

As soon as Xu Wuzhou's words came out, a warrior in the daozong camp shouted, "Lord, you..."

Xu Wuzhou waved his hand and interrupted him. He looked at the cloud and said, "let people go!"

Yunqianchong smiled ferociously and let the martial arts in the Xiange release people. The power in his body came out again. In order to maintain his peak, he even took a drug, his blood essence burned again, and his strength rushed into his fist. He wanted to kill Xu Wuzhou in one fell swoop.

"I want you to die!"

Yun Qianzhong punched out again. This time, Xu Wuzhou put his hands in his chest, but Yun Qianzhong didn't care. What about two hands? This punch will kill you!

The fifth fist expresses Yun Qianzhong's anger, which seems to be better than before.

Many people turned pale when the punch went out. I wish I could catch the state of Wuzhou at the moment.

Xu Wuzhou looked still calm and fought his fist again.

As before, they saw Xu Wuzhou smashed and flew out.

At this moment, many martial artists rushed towards Xu Wuzhou at a high speed. In their opinion, Xu Wuzhou could never catch the punch.

But the situation surprised everyone again. They saw a figure climbing out there.

Only this time, the figure looked embarrassed and miserable.

At the moment, his seven orifices are permeated with blood, his face is full of blood, and he looks like a miserably dead evil ghost.

His arms were bleeding, his chest was bleeding, and his blood was all over his body.

He became a bloody man, standing there, bleeding under his feet.

The crowd stared at the scene. They didn't expect Xu Wuzhou to stand up.

Yun Qianzhong was also slightly stunned. He thought this punch was enough to make Wuzhou's life.

I lost my voice all around!

Xu Wuzhou in the field didn't notice other people's attention. He dragged his heavy body, and his whole body was shaking, but even so, he still tried to move forward. Although he moved very slowly and even trembled very unstable at every step, he was still moving.

Drag your feet forward. Every step you take, a blood stain will be pulled out under your feet.

He walked forward slowly and hard, step by step to the place where he had just stood. The blood stained a road, shocking.

This scene let everyone see. Looking at the figure staggering forward and watching him try to control his body out of a straight line, many martial artists' eyes turned red.

This is the Lord! One of the common masters of the world! Is one of the most distinguished people in 30000 states. Such a person now

Every step Xu Wuzhou took, the blood red footprints stimulated them, and everyone clenched their fists.

The wind is blowing, their hearts are also whistling, their emotions are accumulating in their bodies, and some people with shallow eyes are already sobbing in a low voice.

This is the Taoist Lord. I know that a gentleman will not save me. However, I still risk my life.

How hard he walked, step by step.

Everyone's eyes fell on Xu Wuzhou and looked at the ugly figure, but everyone thought he was very tall.

Chen Jinghong held the sword. His eyes were as cold as a sword. This moment was equally complex. He held the sword tightly in one hand, and his hand turned white.

The figure of the bloody man occupied all the positions in her eyes.

At the moment, on him, some are just embarrassed, just tragic. There is no sword, no Tao, and nothing else related to his practice. But why, so shake people's heart of Tao.

It was quiet all around. Xu Wuzhou also walked for a long time. Finally, he came to his original position.

That position is already covered with blood. As Xu Wuzhou stood still again, the new blood covered the old blood.

Stand still!

Xu Wuzhou looked at Yun Qianchong and said, "release people! Come again!"

Xu Wuzhou's voice was not loud, even very weak. When he said this, he coughed up, coughed up blood and bowed his body.

Such a picture, such words, finally let the people's suppressed emotions can no longer be suppressed.

"Woo woo!"

Someone opened his voice and cried bitterly. Looking at the tragic Xu Wuzhou, they burst into tears.

For some ordinary people, the Terran Communists are so tragic.

They don't want to see, they don't want to see.

Those detained villagers are also in tears at the moment. They are afraid of death and hope someone will save them. But looking at the Lord, even if they are afraid of death, they have a hot blood impulse at this moment. Go to hell, don't save the Lord.

Some women and children, looking at the bloody man, sobbed.

Chen Jinghong heard that Xu Wuzhou had to take the sixth punch, and his face changed. At the moment, Xu Wuzhou was in a state of death after taking the sixth punch.

Lin Yunwei's face turned whiter and whiter. She looked at Yun Qianzhong and Xu Wuzhou. She clenched her fist, caught the meat with her fingernail, and her hand was full of blood.

In her mind, Xiange has always been weiguangzheng. Xiange is her favorite and favorite home.

But the young man shook her faith. Where Lin Yunwei stood, she only felt that the whole person had been exhausted and collapsed like a spirit. There was a mass of paste in her head, leaving only confusion.

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